moon like rain

Things before and after the funeral kept everyone busy until late at night. On the return flight, Cheng Yinuo fell asleep leaning against Xiao Mengqian, who was tired but not sleepy, staring at the night outside the window in a daze.

There was a soft "click", Xiao Mengqian looked back, only to find that it was Song Yanjun who was taking pictures of himself and Cheng Yinuo, and gave Xiao Mengqian the photo of the speed of light.

It's very cold in Muyun in winter, but Xiao Mengqian is only wearing a black windbreaker, blending into the night, with a...a penguin beside her.

Song Yanjun, whose eyes were still red and swollen, chuckled lightly: "Aunt He will like it very much."

Seeing Xiao Meng looking over, Song Yanjun said: "She asked us to call her Aunt He, and Nuonuo and Mumu to call her grandma. When Nuonuo and the others were young, Aunt He doted on them very much. At the beginning, Nuonuo said that she liked her." After the girls, Aunt He called us into the room and talked for over an hour."

"Thousands of reminders so that we can't let Nuonuo get cold because of this, don't interfere with her love when the child is old, from the love issue to getting married and having children, alas, I can't hear it..."

Xiao Mengqian took Song Yanjun's cell phone to look at it, then looked up at Song Yanjun whose eyes were flushed again.

"Double copies of the photos, and send them to grandma next year."

"Good idea, I'll take a few more pictures."

"Ah, auntie, your flash will wake her up."

"You straightened her up, and you come here to ask you something."

After Xiao Mengqian took a pillow for Cheng Yinuo to sleep on, she quietly got up and sat beside Song Yanjun.

"Tell me what's going on with you two, where are you now?" Just as Song Yanjun finished speaking, several pairs of eyes appeared from the seat on the left to look at this side.

The sleepy Cheng Yinuo was woken up by her father Cheng Keyi's laughter, turned to look at Mu Yunbian who was pounding on the chair with a smile, Cheng Yinuo rubbed his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

Song Yanxi said: "Meng Qian, you can't forget this matter, tell grandma next year, it's too bad, hahaha, let me laugh for a while."

"I think at that time you took a branch and covered it with snow, it was better than your torch to confess your love." Song Yanjun said solemnly.

"What?" Cheng Yinuo was stunned, and after a while, he threw himself on the front seat and rubbed Xiao Mengqian's hair.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Song Yanxi and Song Yanjun hurriedly held down Cheng Yinuo, and Cheng Yinuo, who was yelling for revenge, heard her mother ask Xiao Mengqian if she had anything else to say quickly.

After everyone had played around, Xiao Mengqian's sensitive nerves told her that something was wrong, and she glanced at the time and found that the plane was almost here.

But if you think about it carefully, you will find that whether it is He Lao or Song Yanjun, they are all working hard to enliven the atmosphere, wanting to escape from the sadness, come on, what are you going to face?

What are you facing?Xiao Mengqian understood immediately after getting off the plane, and put her arms around Cheng Yinuo's hand with a cold face, watching the crowds and reporters swarming outside. The flight was relatively secret, but the return itinerary had already been leaked.

Although the relationship between Aunt He and Song Yanjun and Song Yanxi is clear to everyone, once the female speaker who once overwhelmed the crowd passed away, any slight mistake made by them in front of the media may cause those political enemies who have been dormant for a long time to seize the opportunity and commit suicide. Forever.

A few old faces from Aunt He's faction at the time walked in the front of the crowd, and after protecting them, Mr. He took Song Yanjun and the others to meet the media, leaving a few people to lead Xiao Mengqian and the others to turn left and right from a The channel quickly left the airport and got on the car.

Two hours later, Linxi Headquarters in Lingtong City

Looking at the message sent by Song Yanjun on the phone, Cheng Yinuo frowned, and then looked at Xiao Mengqian who was delivering coffee to a group of migrant workers working overtime in the media department in the distance, Cheng Yinuo frowned even tighter. It's four o'clock in the morning.

At eight o'clock, after many cities start to wake up, public opinion will swell after grandma's coffin is finalized, and may even explode.

After all, looking at the rubbish filtered out by the company's official blog, Cheng Yinuo pouted, there are always some antiques...

Fortunately, Baimo Media owed a kindness to the exclusive live broadcast at the beginning, and this time the public opinion matter will also help divert the heat, but there are still too many various public opinions and things, or in other words, it is so sensitive There are always too many topics that can be talked about by caring people.

For two months, Cheng Yinuo stayed at the company most of the time, and Xiao Mengqian, who couldn't help much, could only run back and forth to deliver coffee and documents, or stand behind Cheng Yinuo and press her down. Press her shoulders and neck, or forcibly pull her off the chair and put her arms around her to sleep on the sofa for a while.

Another afternoon, Xiao Mengqian, who was painting in the park under the warm winter sun, was suddenly hugged from behind. When the familiar smell of perfume lingered on the tip of her nose, Xiao Mengqian only saw Cheng Yinuo's drooping hair. , and then a few drops of warmth fell on the neck.

"Don't cry, don't cry, what's wrong?" Xiao Mengqian turned her head to wipe away the tears on her face.

The weary Cheng Yinuo lingered between his eyebrows and his voice was very soft: "We suppressed the trending search a few times, although no one knew that we suppressed it, but they really worked hard for the love between them. Fight for a legal right, but it's not enough yet..."

"It's obviously this era." Cheng Yinuo's voice revealed exhaustion and weakness.

"Come, come here." Xiao Mengqian took Cheng Yinuo's hand and asked her to sit beside her.

"Is there no other way?"

"It's impossible now, just wait, wait until there is a little bit of news from the authorities, it's not possible now, only Lin Xi, Bai Mo, and the brave people behind them are involved, they can be concluded by spreading rumors..."

"Wait for me to clean up at night, let's go back to the company together, I will accompany you."

"No, you'd better go home, you haven't slept well in the company."

"Then I'll accompany you until twelve o'clock."

"Ah."

As the winter cold gradually receded and the warm spring breeze came, finally one night, watching the temperature gradually drop, Cheng Yinuo finally didn't have to work overtime at the company day and night.

On the afternoon when Cheng Yinuo drove out of the company on the normal day of get off work, she looked at the crowds on the street, as if she had been in another world. Fortified city.

Pushing open the door, although Xiao Mengqian was the only one in Nuo Da's house, she took care of it very neatly. The quilt, he must have gone out, Cheng Yinuo pursed his lips and turned back to his room.

He didn't sleep in his big bed for more than two months, and Cheng Yinuo, who was about to open the door, was very emotional. Just after opening the door, he saw Xiao Mengqian sleeping peacefully on the bed.

Cheng Yinuo felt a burst of joy for no reason, and lightly changed into her pajamas and took off her makeup. This seemed to be the fastest time in her life to remove makeup and change clothes. I don't know if the eyeliner was wiped off...

Then she quickly and lightly lifted the quilt and got in, but she didn't notice that Xiao Mengqian had already woken up when she changed her clothes to remove her makeup.

Slower, lighter... closer... Cheng Yinuo arched towards Xiao Mengqian's arms centimeter by centimeter.

"Wow! Huh..." Cheng Yinuo was pulled into Xiao Mengqian's arms.

"Take a break." Cheng Yinuo heard this, and then her eyes were covered by her hand, little by little, sweeping over her eyebrows and eyes, stroking away the fatigue in them.

"You? Wake up!"

"Don't ask, go to sleep first, I know you are tired."

"I don't sleep, I'm refreshed now."

"No, I said you are tired, you are tired."

"Humph!"

"go to bed!"

"it is good."

Cheng Yinuo peeked through his fingers and was discovered, and quickly closed his eyes, lying on the board. Then, Cheng Yinuo, who closed his eyes and tried to sleep, felt Xiao Mengqian's other hand, Walking on my back, ah, it's not walking, I feel wrong, I'm trying to bring myself into her arms, okay, pretending to be asleep, Mengyou Cheng Yinuo got into Xiao Meng with his strength shallow bosom.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Mu Yunbian, who was watching the new drama of the male god, received more than a dozen messages in an instant, and saw the note: Old sister.

Row away, continue, hey, my male god.

A few more messages, note: old lady.

Row!

Mu Yun turned on the chat and found out, uh, it was his old sister who came to tell him about the experience of being lightly asleep by Xiao Meng, oh, fell asleep but not fully asleep, Mu Yun curled his lips in disdain and intercepted a few The key conversation was sent to Cheng Yinuo's mother.

A few days later, Cheng Yinuo, who was working in the company, suddenly heard someone in the secretary's office talking about Song Yanjun's return to the company. Then, judging by the posture of those people, it seemed that they were pretending to chat secretly and deliberately heard by him.

Cheng Yinuo took care of some things and saw that the time was almost up, so he decisively called his mother.

Drinking red wine and watching TV with my sister, sharply commenting on why young people are so unconcerned nowadays, they filled the screen and swiped their husbands. The two glanced at the caller ID on the table, coughed a few times, and answered the phone.

Xiao Mengqian, who was painting, received a message from Cheng Yinuo that Song Yanjun would not come back tonight if he had something to do with her, probably to explain something about the company.

Xiao Mengqian looked at this half-drawn sketch and suddenly lost interest, and sent a semi-finished product to Mr. He. After thinking for a long time, Xiao Mengqian couldn't figure out how to explain the semi-finished product to Mr. He, so he simply told the truth. : "Cheng Yinuo didn't come, I'm not in the mood to draw anymore."

Xiao Mengqian heard the old man He Lianshui say cheerfully: "It's okay, it's okay." He said some other things, but that tone, even when talking about this semi-finished thing, also carried a confident tone of knowing what to do. .

Xiao Mengqian who went out didn't know where to go. How to put it, Lingtong City is actually not familiar to her. Xiao Mengqian looked up after thinking for a long time and found that she was riding a motorcycle to the company gate, and then looked at It was Lin Wanyi who came out with the department after work.

The author says:

Be happy, the epidemic is serious again in some places, friends, pay attention to safety! . !

And there is more, it seems that the next chapter is the finale! . !